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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 44. Age meerly depending on the continuall Flux of time, we have very small reason to boast of a long life, already obtained: or be proud of the hope, hereafter to attaine un∣to it
THe present time doth fly away so fast,
That one can hardly follow't with his mind:
The Praeterit's a time already past:
And seeing the futur's still to come, we find,
Both those being absent, that they are not ours:
Although they breed to us no meane vexation,
Th'one with the slip'ry thought of ill-spent houres:
And th'other, with a carefull expectation.
Thomas Urquhart
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 25. That vertue is of greater worth, then knowledge. to a speculative Philosopher
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 12. An vprightly zealous, and truly devout man is strong enough against all temptations
- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 35. To a Gentleman, who was extreamly offen∣ded at the defamatory speeches of a base detractor
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 17. The expression of a contented mind in povertie
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
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